Yang Zhihan was already sick and she was really tired from the fight with Wen Haotian. She just pretended to sleep because she didn't want to talk to Wen Haotian, but she really fell asleep.
Wen Haotian looked at Yang Zhihan's sleeping face and smiled.
He got up and gently and swiftly removed the needle from the back of her hand. Then, he used a medicinal wine cotton swab with disinfectant function to gently press the needle hole to prevent it from bleeding.
After making sure that there was no bleeding, he helped her put her hand under the blanket.
As for himself, he turned around and lay down on the sofa not far away. He did not sleep on the same bed as Yang Zhihan.
Yang Zhihan was woken up by thirst when it was almost dawn.
She touched her side. Wen Haotian wasn't there. She was relieved. Although her head still hurt, she could walk.
She got out of bed. Under the bright moonlight, she saw a tall figure lying on the sofa. It seemed that he was asleep.
Was he asleep?
Thinking about this, Yang Zhihan walked towards the door with light footsteps. If she didn't leave now, when would she? When he woke up, she wouldn't have the chance. At this moment, she couldn't care less about drinking water.
The floor was covered with a precious Persian carpet. She walked on it without making any sound.
When Yang Zhihan's small hand grabbed the doorknob, he was secretly delighted.
However, before she could open the door, another large hand had already covered her hand and pressed it down hard to prevent her from opening the door.
"What, you still want to escape? Yang Zhihan, aren't you too energetic? If you're in good spirits, I don't mind doing some exercise with you to help you sleep better.”The low voice sent chills down Yang Zhihan's spine.
This little woman really couldn't make him feel at ease for even a moment.
Also, even if she wanted to escape, could she put on her clothes first? Was she planning to run in her underwear?
She couldn't even care about her clothes. Thinking about it, Wen Haotian's heart was filled with fire.
When Yang Zhihan heard his voice, his heart sank. He did not expect to be caught red-handed.
Damn it, wasn't he asleep? Why did he suddenly wake up?
"No, I just want to drink some water.”Yang Zhihan denied it. He had said that she was not allowed to leave before she recovered.
"Water?" Wen Haotian grabbed her arm and turned her to face him. Then he hugged her slender waist and stared at her.
Yang Zhihan couldn't see his expression clearly, but his terrifying eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her, making her lie impossible to escape.
"I got up because I really wanted to drink water.”Yang Zhihan nodded slightly.
The moonlight covered Wen Haotian's eyes with a layer of charming luster. He smiled evilly with absolute charm. He suddenly leaned over, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.”
“......”Yang Zhihan was stunned for a second before she reacted.
Damn b * stard, he misunderstood her. She wanted to drink water, not his saliva.
There was an evil smile on his cold lips, as if the devil from hell was about to awaken!
Yang Zhihan felt her cheeks turn red. She reached out to push him, but he was as steady as a mountain and did not move at all.
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